Between the vast sea of ​​clouds

"...Let's put things away."

Qingping fell asleep in a daze for an unknown amount of time, when there was some movement outside, she suddenly trembled in her sleep, she couldn't tell what it was like, it was inexplicable uneasiness, when she opened her eyes, she saw the blue shadows of flowers on the curtain, faintly, I can't see clearly.She stretched out her hand to open the curtain, it was already bright outside, she stood up with support on her sore waist, Chu Jun had already been fully dressed, and looked very energetic, there was no trace of the last night's upside down.

"Are you up?" Chu Jun sat upright, replying to documents at the desk, Qingping sat up and looked for his shoes, and responded in a low voice.

She leaned down to look for shoes, but couldn't find them after groping for a long time. After bending down for too long, she suddenly got up and felt a little dizzy. She supported the edge of the bed to slow down, and heard Chu Jun ask: "What are you looking for?"

At that moment, she was a little at a loss, perhaps because her feet had never touched the ground, which gave people a sense of unreliability, Chu Jun put down his pen and walked over, and closed his front for her.Qing Ping looked at her blankly, not quite understanding why she was in his room.

Chu Jun looked calmly at her questioning eyes, and said, "Is your body okay, isn't there any heat?" While speaking, she naturally reached out and touched Qingping's forehead, Qingping's expression was tense, and she thought it was too much to push her away. Obviously, she just nodded slightly and asked: "Your Highness," she felt her voice was hoarse and unpleasant as soon as she spoke, and couldn't help frowning, "Why are you in my room?" Wouldn't Liu Zhen find out if he didn't go back at night? ?

Chu Jun seemed to like seeing her soft and weak appearance very much, and he tied her hair with his own hands before writing lightly: "In your room? This is my room."

As soon as she finished speaking, someone outside the door suddenly said: "Your Highness, the water has been prepared."

That voice exploded in Qingping's ears like thunder. She met Chu Jun's unpredictable eyes and grabbed her sleeve in disbelief. :"What's wrong?"

The person outside the door was actually Liu Zhen. Qingping finally understood where the uneasiness in her heart came from, and she whispered: "Please...don't let her in."

Chu Jun quietly looked at the panic in her eyes, and jokingly said, "What are you afraid of, aren't you afraid of nothing?"

Qingping pushed her away, and was about to jump off the bed with bare feet, but was dragged back by Chu Jun. She kissed her lightly on the forehead, a bit like a big cat licking a kitten, rubbing her warm forehead , and then said: "Why are you running? The clothes are over there."

Qingping was terrified, and the calmer Chu Jun was, the more terrified she felt.This is an extremely keen intuition, and even she herself can't tell where this feeling comes from.Liu Zhen who suddenly appeared outside the door seemed to be knocking in some sense. She could hardly imagine what kind of situation it would be when the two looked at each other when the door was actually opened.

She was a little panicked, her hands trembling slightly as she fastened her clothes. On the side of the screen, she could see the morning light through the window paper, casting a layer of hazy silver light on the tall bronze lamp. After she got dressed, she wanted to put her long hair back , but the more impatient, the more difficult it would be to deal with it. Suddenly her hand was empty, she turned around and looked, Chu Jun did not know when she came behind the screen, pressed her shoulder and said, "Sit down, give me the comb."

Is Liu Zhen still outside the door?Qingping felt a little irritable, but Chu Jun looked leisurely, unhurriedly pulling up her long hair, and conscientiously tied it up with a hair crown.

"Okay." Qingping's tense nerves gradually relaxed in her concentrated movements, Chu Jun put the hair tie for her, and said in a slightly relaxed tone: "It's the first time I tie someone's hair, how about it?" , does it look good?"

Qingping turned around to look at her, Chu Jun patted her head, as if he was very satisfied with his masterpiece, Qingping turned his face to the side, and said in a very soft tone: "It looks good, but Your Highness, I am no longer a little girl. child."

Chu Jun put down the comb, took a panoramic view of her anxious expression, and said, "I didn't treat you like a child, would I sleep with a child?"

Qing Ping's face became hot when she heard that, the metaphor of sleeping was so imaginative, she pursed her lips, and decided not to argue with Chu Jun about this issue.

The most important thing right now is how to face Liu Zhen who is outside the door. Qingping calmed down and thought about it, and felt that sooner or later there would be such a knife, but it was only a matter of time.Under Chu Jun's gaze, she plucked up the courage to open the door, but the person standing outside the door was not Liu Zhen, but a servant she had never seen before. The servants are waiting here."

Qing Ping's pupils shrunk slightly, and this person's voice was somewhat similar to Liu Zhen's. At first glance, it sounded like Liu Zhen himself.She couldn't help turning around and looking at Chu Jun. She was standing by the window, looking at the book in her hand in the morning light, and seeing Qingping looking over, she said calmly: "You don't have to wait on me, just step back."

The man withdrew as promised, Qingping hesitated whether to leave, she asked: "Your Highness, is there anything else?"

The morning light was like water, perfectly portraying her clear eyebrows. She stood by the window a little lonely, and refused to let go of the page she was about to turn.Qingping only felt a shock in his heart, and felt a little unspeakable guilt.The light separated the room into two worlds. After a while, Chu Jun closed his gaze, turned the page, and said, "Let's go, do your best, and fly far away."

Qingping took a deep breath, unable to say a thousand words in his heart, and finally he could only say: "Okay...thank you."

She only heard a chuckle, and she knew that the word thank you was too light, but at this time, no matter how much she said, it was just a drawing on paper. Promises were never just words. See how to do it.

Chu Jun's brows were warm, he smiled lightly, and said, "Pretending to be."

He said again: "It's a long way to go, you should take care of it yourself."

Qingping nodded, and said without hesitation: "Your Highness too, take care." After speaking, he felt ridiculous. As Chu Jun, the guard of the Mansion, he really didn't have to worry about this problem.

The corner of Chu Jun's mouth curled up, ignored her, and flipped through several pages in his hands.Qingping silently bowed and left, and closed the door for her.

Just after the New Year's Eve, there are still traces of let off firecrackers on the streets, and the bright red gun jackets are soaked in snow water, like the unfaded taste of the New Year.Qingping was walking in the alley of Dongfang, and people along the street began to sweep away the snow in front of their doors. Several children chased each other in the alley, and the remaining snow fell, and laughter filled the road.

Only in front of the gate of the Yan Mansion in the middle is a mess, and the couplets have not been pasted up, and the lanterns have not been hung.Qingping held the cold copper lock and opened the door, only to see that the courtyard was covered with snow, under the snow were crunchy fallen leaves, which made a rattling sound when stepped on.

The place separated by a wall is a lively family reunion, and the courtyard is quiet and desolate, with no human touch at all.The sycamore tree had lost its leaves, and its branches were suddenly covered with snow. It was lonely and cold, and it was no longer as lush as it was in midsummer.Qingping went to the corner to get a broom and swept away the snow in the courtyard. He wanted to wipe every house, but he thought about it and forgot. He just swept and dusted the study room where he lived before sitting at the table. Take a break before.

In fact, she doesn't have many things, but she does have some books, but these are not a problem, and it doesn't matter if they are placed in the Yan Mansion.The other valuable items are just two sets of official uniforms, a golden book of documents, and two jade pendants, and the rest is a monthly salary of dozens of taels, which looks extremely shabby.

Qingping will go back to the palace after packing up the good things. Since Chu Jun said to let her go to Yunzhou, it is definitely not just talking.Just what is she going to do in Yunzhou? Does it really let her show off her ambitions?That kind of talk is fine, if it is true, she will laugh herself to death.

Just thinking of Chu Jun, I can't help but think about the scene of last night, the thrill of being overwhelmed and trembling lasts for a long time, as if engraved in the depths of my brain.The body recorded this primitive throbbing in the way she was most familiar with. Whenever she thought of it, the first thing she remembered was Chu Jun's eyes in the curtain, as if the cold snow was being ignited. The power to tremble even the soul of a person is simply drowning in this unspeakable taste.

She took a breath of cold air and turned around in her lungs before calming down the unspeakable agitation.Qing Ping frowned, not quite understanding where this feeling came from, if it was a first taste of love, and he was fascinated by the ecstasy, then what was the reason for the half push and half resignation again and again.

She has a good impression of Chu Juncun, but it is far from enough to confiding in her heart.If everything hadn't happened yet, Qingping would be happy to be a good subordinate under her, but things have come to this point, and many things that were expected before now seem to have changed unconsciously.

The hot and humid breath blew past her ears, lifting a strand of hair, like an ambiguous kiss, imprinted on her neck.Qingping regained consciousness in shock, and there was no one around her. This feeling was firmly recorded by her body. With the ups and downs of her mood, it reminded her of the indelible relationship with Chu Jun.

But she clearly understands that this may be liking, or other feelings, but it is definitely not love.In her life, no matter whether it is to be loved or to be loved, such opportunities are rare. However, she has been lonely for a long time, and she cannot resist a person she has some affection for.She knows that she still has the rationality to resist now, if it goes on for a long time, it is hard to guarantee that one day she will not fall.

It doesn't seem to make any difference whether you just fall into this love, or indulge in an intimate relationship.And those who use sex to deal with others, the color fades and loves to go, this is the truth that has never changed throughout the ages.

The love of youth is like a brilliant haze, which will eventually disappear one day.And the love of the superior is like a condescending reward, it is a flower cooked with brocade and fire, and it may turn into disgust one day, and it will end up being abandoned.This is a fatal gamble, no one can tell the winner or loser before the end comes, maybe this kind of gamble cannot be judged by winning or losing, but she is very clear about one thing, if there is a slight mistake, the whole game will be lost.

Even so, Qingping is still full of anticipation for the future, one may never meet the right person in one's life, and would rather be short than random.If you can visit famous mountains and great rivers, walk among the rivers and lakes, and die here, as in those travel notes, it would be a happy thing.